|photo ℅ Kinga Kieczkowska|
At no point did I feel out of place, marginalized, or incompetent, all of which I'd kind of expect walking into a workshop dedicated to coding. And there were cupcakes and a barista dedicated to keeping us caffeinated. By hour nine, though, my eyes had glazed over (see exhibit A below for a visual), the words I was reading on the screen weren't making it past my retinas, and I couldn't have spelled my name if asked. (Luckily, the exit survey was anonymous.)
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